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As always with this era of writing, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Fitzgerald and Hemingway both have such a wonderful knack of writing with such leisure. The more I read their works, the more I fall in love with their writing. It's so simple and telling at the same time. They never cease to inspire me.
2.5
Ok yes I only read half this book but I also read half of another book so I’m letting this one count so I have a win.
This books prose isn’t interesting enough to compensate for how boring it is. If we were headed in a direction or if the characters were more interesting maybe I would persevere.
That being said there is a little something about little Ernest’s style that makes me intrigued about his other work, which is why I’m rating this three.
The other book I read half of was to kill a kingdom. This little stupid ya romantasy disaster. That failed to do its only job, which is to have romance. I was sitting here like this is banter I guess but nothing is progressing. so I skipped around the second half of the book trying to see where this was heading and it was all so predictable I decided not to waste my time with it. Maybe I’m out of my ya fantasy era. Unfortunately ya fantasy era me bought way to many ya fantasy books so we will be here again
Ok yes I only read half this book but I also read half of another book so I’m letting this one count so I have a win.
This books prose isn’t interesting enough to compensate for how boring it is. If we were headed in a direction or if the characters were more interesting maybe I would persevere.
That being said there is a little something about little Ernest’s style that makes me intrigued about his other work, which is why I’m rating this three.
The other book I read half of was to kill a kingdom. This little stupid ya romantasy disaster. That failed to do its only job, which is to have romance. I was sitting here like this is banter I guess but nothing is progressing. so I skipped around the second half of the book trying to see where this was heading and it was all so predictable I decided not to waste my time with it. Maybe I’m out of my ya fantasy era. Unfortunately ya fantasy era me bought way to many ya fantasy books so we will be here again
I think I made the mistake of reading Hemingway's least popular popular book, and I found out why. I'd still read his other works, but only because they are acclaimed. Otherwise, I see no reason to continue reading books by him.
Have you ever talked to someone who speaks in simple language, but doesn't make any sense based on any truths you accept? That's what reading this was like for me. It was 80% dialogue. That's cool, I love dialogue. It was choppy and difficult to follow, and didn't convey how people actually speak despite using simple sentence structures.
250 pages should be a breeze, but the story just didn't go anywhere. A bunch of lifeless characters doing nothing. Talking about maybe, possibly, vaguely doing something, then doing it 30 pages later for half a page, then we start the wheel of contemplation and froufrou angst.
Have you ever talked to someone who speaks in simple language, but doesn't make any sense based on any truths you accept? That's what reading this was like for me. It was 80% dialogue. That's cool, I love dialogue. It was choppy and difficult to follow, and didn't convey how people actually speak despite using simple sentence structures.
250 pages should be a breeze, but the story just didn't go anywhere. A bunch of lifeless characters doing nothing. Talking about maybe, possibly, vaguely doing something, then doing it 30 pages later for half a page, then we start the wheel of contemplation and froufrou angst.
I would not enjoy the seven-day fiesta in Pamplona that Hemingway writes about, though it was fun to read about. Hemingway's coldness makes me cold, but at times the book was difficult to put down. It was good to experience Hemingway.
I'm surprised how much I liked this book. None of the characters are likable and there is basically no plot, but it was so interesting. The fact that we had such little information on all the characters allowed me to come to my own conclusions, and it made for such an imaginative read.
Hemingway was always one of my favorite writers, but this is one of his books I had never read. It covers the bull fighting in Spain, and hanging out in bars with his cronies. Mostly they argue and chase the same girl, and talk about mysterious "war injuries." I was put off the book though by the inherent racism in the story, the N word was used too much as well as stereotyping Jews as being stubborn and a source of trouble if you socialized with them.
I read this one so long ago that I considered the re-read I did in my literature class to be a first approach. It was just as well, since I realized that a.) I remembered almost nothing about it, and b.) when I read it the first time, it meant nothing to me because I lacked the experience to get anything out of it. Going back to this book as an adult gave me a significant appreciation of the world. Not only is it a reminder that we're all a little f*cked up, our own special way of being f*cked up is usually preferable to someone else's way, at least in our own mind. It reminded me that everyone goes through heartbreak of varying degrees of willingness, and that even when you get stomped on, you will go on and you will torture yourself with it again. I love the way Hemingway puts up a mirror to the sides of us that we choose not to acknowledge, or uses other characters to highlight what we'd prefer to ignore or deny. In some ways, this book made me want to be a socialite traveling through Europe to experience life, but in others, it made me quite content to be right where I am, in the f*cked up-ed-ness in which I am comfortable.
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes